#38: Warlocks

While playing the increasingly-addictive World of Warcraft last night, I discovered that my warlock (who was the second character I got to level 60, in the days before The Burning Crusade) is absolutely awesome. In some cases, he’s so overpowered it’s unreal - I soloed a level 63 elite with him last night. Considering that elites have about three times the HP of a regular mob, hit three times as hard and usually have special abilities, I’m quite pleased with that. I needed a healthstone and a healing potion, but that was only because the chain fear I was using failed and he hit me over 1000 in a single hit :/

In slightly less geeky news, what the hell is going on with the weather?! As a person of slightly larger proportions, I don’t tend to complain about the weather not being as hot as it should be (it means I sweat less, and I can’t stand sweating) but seriously. It’s July and there seems to be no sign whatsoever of the sun. In fact, there’s a sign up on the wall in our office kitchen - it says, “MISSING: Large round yellow object that emits lots of heat and light. Usually seen in the blue mass above known as the sky. Answers to the name “Sun”. If you see him, tell him it’s f**king July!”

It made me chuckle when I first saw it.